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Panic! Disarm_d. Fiddleyoumust. Jukeboxghost. Uinuva: Fic: Call It Bingo, Love (Spencer/Brendon) Erin2326: fic: You Write Such Pretty Words (Brendon/OFC, Brendon/Spencer) You Write Such Pretty WordsBrendon locked the door and looked at the girl he’d picked up in the hotel bar ten minutes before.

erin2326: fic: You Write Such Pretty Words (Brendon/OFC, Brendon/Spencer)

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice sounding loud in the room, “What did you say your name was?” Brendon/OFC, Brendon/Spencer, 1,916 words, NC-17, Un-beta'd. Written because of and for lissa_bear. She has got to stop making me write het. Brendon locked the door and looked at the girl he’d picked up in the hotel bar ten minutes before. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice sounding loud in the room, “What did you say your name was?” She looked at him for a moment, then smiled slightly. “Well,” he laughed nervously, “that explains it.”

“Uh, would you like something to drink? She didn’t answer, just walked further into the sitting room. Brendon stuffed his hands in his pockets and followed her into the room, leaning against the nearest wall. She laughed throatily. “You never told me your name.” Turning around, she looked at him. He bit his lip. He opened his mouth. “Why?” “Do it. Playfullips: fic: Here To Make This Right (Brendon/Spencer) Here To Make This RightBrendon/Spencer (kind of)1884; PGBrendon's been down.

playfullips: fic: Here To Make This Right (Brendon/Spencer)

Spencer just wants to make it better.Warnings: shameless cute, panic v. brent wilson, brendon parent angst! If you got here by googling your own name, what the hell are you doing reading fic? I mean, I guess I can't stop you, but really. Thanks to fiddleyoumust and cheapcrowd for awesome betaing/feedback/general types of help.Written for my Erica Sue on her birthday. Somewhere on the east coast Brendon starts freaking out. Spencer's fine when Brendon tears up his own bunk. "It's not here," Brendon says, flailing his arms.

"Brendon," Spencer says, looking into Ryan's bunk. "No," Brendon says. "Brendon," Spencer says again, sitting down next to him. "No. " Looksascream: fic: These Lights (Brendon/Spencer) Rating: nc-17pairing: spencer/brendonsummary: AU. spencer is a world-famous chef who hates being photographed. brendon is the photographer who pushes his boundaries.disclaimer: made it up. also, i don't claim to know anything about the operations of warped tour, rolling stone, ap magazine, or anything about photography. it is all fake.warnings: boysex It's not that Spencer doesn't like having his picture taken, it's just.

looksascream: fic: These Lights (Brendon/Spencer)

Okay, no, that's pretty much exactly what it is. He's no stranger to photoshoots, at this point. After making his culinary debut four years ago -- 21 and barely out of school -- Spencer's done them all: Bon Appetit, Gourmet, Food & Wine, basically any and every foodie magazine out there. The first round of articles was quickly followed by a second round when he opened his first restaurant on the Vegas strip.

That's when he started getting calls to do shoots for magazines like Teen Beat and J-14 and Pop Star or whatever the fuck the others were called. Ryan snorted.